One night Charles Montgomery Burns is watching the stars alone. As been 13 years since... that incident and yet his heart hurt a bit. Now knowing that in the next day he'll said farewell to the young Waylon before to goes to the high school, that Burns himself need to go in a business trip... and he'll not see him in a while... Suddenly he hear steps behind him.

"Sir...?", the soft voice of Waylon can heared.

"Waylon... why you are here?", Burns is surprised. It's supposed him to be asleep at that hour.

"I just can't sleep", Waylon (with piyamas) sit down at his side. "I'm very worried about what will happen tomorrow. Leaving the manor and living in other place... it's unthinkable to me until now... I don't know when we'll see eachother again"

Burns and Waylon watch eachother.

'He is relying on me... As I needed Waylon, he needs me as well', thought Monty.

"I'm too. But it's ok, I'm sure that you're enough strong to get used to live alone for a while. I'll write you every week for that you never feel alone", Burns smiles warmly.

Little Smithers smiles as well at the time their hands meet eachother. Monty let him to caress him, memorizing his warmness for the future. Then both watch the stars, feeling the petals around them.

That's awesome!! And it's really moving. Waylon Sr. was definitely a poet...I'll sure write about Waylon's teenage with Mr. Burns one day or another.Monty is so sweet...here, he reminds me a bit of Clifford.